"As the sun dawns on the canyons of a dusty landscape,
all manor of life scatters for the cover of a few shadowed
gorges."

As
the sun dawns on the canyons of a dusty landscape, all manor
of life scatters for the cover of a few shadowed gorges. In
a world ravished by an endless war between two political factions,
the dawnies and the crayven, shade seems ironically the safest
and yet most unprotected place to hide. But even those areas
shaded from the sun can hold dark secrets of there own; nestling
in amongst the grass, rocks and darker areas, several low hums
can be heard.

A
small convoy made up of two tanks, an APC and several ground
troops begins its ascent into the tightly enclosed canyon from
the far end. But this is no ordinary canyon, deep in the shade
quietly lies a small attack group pre-assigned to surprise and
engaged the oncoming convoy. Unaware of their impending fate
the convoy slowly begins to pass by the shaded area, suddenly
several shrieks and the convoy HALTS.

Tanks
and troops disperse into a small area of nearby rocks and grass,
but it's to late. The danger comes not from the concealed units
in the shade, no, but from an artillery truck stationed some
distance away. With the hidden units now able to see the convoy,
it's only a matter of moments before the artillery can activate
and send a barrage of hells fire upon the unsuspecting group.
Within moments the convoy has been decimated, huge flames and
plooms of dust arise from the ground as the sheer force of the
explosion propels outwards.